Jysk, I am alive. No, I didn't get drowned by the flood in Queensland thank you for asking. But something worse did happen. I was forced to endure the embarassingly asian-ness of my parents for the past week.
E.g. (In Queensland, I was at the markets with my family and some stall owner guy asked my dad where our family was from (cause obviously we looked like tourists). And you know what my dad said? Vietnam.
Not Sydney.
Not Australia.
Vietnam.)
Sigh.
Anyways I don't really feel like blogging right now but maybe tomorrow I'll tell you more about my
trip.... if you dare to know any more.
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